"Isn't it? The Storm Priests manipulate the famous grizzly bear gambling market, and there are more than a dozen or hundreds of thousands of gold coins flowing at every turn, and a thousand gold coins are not even enough for me to plug my teeth, and you can't even be the master? This is the attitude of the Storm Priests? I am very unhappy, and the price is raised on the spot, two thousand gold!"

Speaking of this, Ye Zhiqiu winked at the Tenth Lord Basel opposite, and threw over a reassuring look, making him feel at ease.

For the Eastern samurai who had saved his life, the Storm Child "Fifty-One", or the current Tenth Lord Basel, was still very grateful, so he felt a little aggrieved in his heart, but he still didn't have a seizure. When he noticed the narrow eyes of Avanti Ye on the other side thrown from a hidden angle, the Tenth Lord Basel immediately understood.

Ye Zhiqiu seized the opportunity to fight for the rights and status that the Tenth Lord should have for himself, or it could be said that he was using this to clarify his sequence in the Storm Priesthood. After all, Basel's predecessor was a trial body with a limited lifespan, and even if he was successfully modulated and successfully promoted to Storm Lord, the people above still regarded him as an inconspicuous errand boy and did not give him considerable respect.

The tenth lord Basel suddenly understood, and immediately cooperated with Avanti Ye Zai's acting, without overdoing it, just following his original attitude step by step, and just continuing to play.

The eighth lord "Voice of God" Olivei, who was secretly observing this place, did not dare to peep at Ye Zhiqiu with a telescope, but with his amazing hearing, he heard the conversation between the two clearly, and suddenly heard the price of a thousand gold, and thought in his heart that it was very cheap and the price was quite fair. It's just that what he never expected was that the tenth lord Basel did not agree to give money for a long time, and successfully angered the Oriental warrior who spent money like flowing water, and changed his words on the spot to raise the price by 2,000 gold, and the price rose as fast as a roller coaster, straight up!

In order to prevent Avanti Ye from continuing to raise the price, the eighth lord "Voice of God" Oliver hurriedly reached out and beat the strings, and transmitted his words to the ears of the tenth lord Basel through the vibration of magical air particles.

"No need to ask, you hurry up and agree! Immediately, immediately!"

The Tenth Lord Basel knew in his heart that his every move was being monitored, but he wanted the Storm Priests to bleed more, deliberately pretending not to hear, or not understanding, and pretending to be suspicious.

With his keen intuition, Ye Zhiqiu found that his good friend on the other side had received an order, but he did everything to buy him time and raise the price on the spot.

"It seems that you have no place at the Storm Altar, are the Storm Priests planning to humiliate me? I'm angry! One price, four thousand gold! If you don't agree, I'll double the price!"

Four thousand gold, for the tenth lord Basel, is simply an astronomical amount, and then the modulation process is only spent four years of savings, five hundred gold, I didn't expect that a dark holy warrior's unpopular battle suit will cost four thousand gold, this is how arrogant, you can't sit on the ground and start the price with a lion's mouth, or follow the basic rules of voluntary trading, fair trading and other market transactions.

In the blink of an eye, Avanti Ye increased the price to four thousand gold, which was already beyond the limit of the eighth lord's ability to mobilize activity funds. "Voice of God" Olifi was quite angry, if the deal was successful, but the Great Elder did not look down on it, the money would be borne by himself.

For a month, at least a month, you will be penniless, and you will have no chance to go to the high-end places in the holy city of Moga!

In the ears of the tenth lord Basel, the "voice of God" Olivei's suppressed roar like a beast sounded in his throat.

It's almost enough, and if it continues, it will only offend the senior Eighth Lord, and the Tenth Lord Basel, who knows that it is good to stop in moderation, raised his head and immediately spoke: "Four thousand gold, this exchange, I agreed!"

Ye Zhiqiu smiled and nodded slightly, and at the same time knew that he had gone a little too far, but he just stepped on the opponent's psychological bottom line.

"Forget it! Anyway, it's also the loot I picked up by killing a dark holy warrior and taking the sheep in vain! Four thousand gold, it is estimated that I will be able to play with the people of the Desert Empire for a month or two. ”

Avanti Ye forcibly suppressed the wild and unrestrained evil thoughts in his heart, and stretched out his right hand with a calm expression, motioning to the Tenth Lord Basel on the opposite side to come over and shake hands.

Thank you for your generosity. I really don't understand you, you can't be the master with a thousand gold, but you promise to come down with four thousand gold, are you deliberately sending me money to spend?"

The tenth lord Basel had an embarrassed expression on his face, but his heart was so sad that he couldn't say anything now, just smiled awkwardly, and the muscles on his face were embarrassed.

At the same time, the expression on the face of the eighth lord "Voice of God" Olifi heard Avanti Ye's words, it was like opening a dye room, his face was blue for a while, his face was red for a while, and then he turned pale again, which was really amazing, and people who didn't know thought that he would "change his face" This amazing skill.

What is gratifying is that Ye Zhiqiu will accept it when he sees it, since he has teamed up to break into the opponent's good friend "Fifty-One" and successfully blackmailed a large amount of gold, he will not continue to die.

"The obsidian suit of the Aquila Dark Saint Warrior from Death Queen Island, the tenth lord Basel, you can bring it back first, and the payment of four thousand gold can be paid later, but if you dare to lose a copper from me, I will personally come to the door to collect the debt!"

The Tenth Lord Basel shook his head repeatedly: "Don't dare, don't dare! We still attach great importance to this exchange, but it is just an obsidian battle suit that has been outcast, and its value and potential are far less than your friendship." Later, the four thousand gold will be offered, and I will take my leave. ”

With that, the Tenth Lord Basel took the Aquila suit with both hands, took three steps back, then turned around and jumped out of the dock castle terrace, falling to the ground quietly, quickly stepping into the darkness, and disappearing without a trace in the blink of an eye.

Ye Zhiqiu watched his good friend leave, and couldn't help but smile secretly: "What is he doing? Send me a reminder? Hmm! The Tenth Lord Basel is good at controlling the wind, and has unscientific supernatural abilities such as shadow affinity, dark sneaking, etc., according to this, he is not a pure Storm Lord, and it is a completely different technological crystallization from the single attribute Ninth Lord Sand Burial. ”

The three-story tower-style dock fort with oriental style has almost exhausted Ye Zhiqiu's reserves, but fortunately, the exchange just reached will have an income of four thousand gold, which will allow him to have money to waste everywhere.

However, Ye Zhiqiu waited until dawn, but he didn't wait for someone to send the money, and it was estimated that he couldn't receive it!

This is the worst situation, Avanti Ye, who had been mentally prepared for a long time, was not angry, just stood up, moved his hands and feet, muscles and joints, and walked down the terrace on the third floor step by step.

Walking in the air, as if there is a staircase in the air, this situation reminds many onlookers of good deeds of the legendary angel rappelling.

The two desert knife girls who endured the pure white angel tart and raised their bodies couldn't help but tremble after seeing this scene, and inadvertently, they had reached the peak of their lives.

Just looking at Ye Zhiqiu, the killers trained by these two old men in the mountains were completely lost and sunk.

Ye Zhiqiu didn't pay attention to it so much, and casually explained a few words to the harem group that had begun to take shape, and then went straight to the core area of the holy city of Mojia and went to the Storm Altar.

"Open the door and make money!"